Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

Ying Shaoyang ignored the frolicking flower fairies. With a flicker of his body, he appeared in a secluded corner at the edge of the building complex. He sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate with his eyes closed, familiarizing himself with the supernatural powers that had become somewhat different after being baptized by the spiritual energy of this world.

As he activated his magic, various colored spiritual lights faintly flowed around his body.

It was no longer a rigid, fixed form of energy, but rather seemed to possess its own life and spirit, dancing and leaping around him like obedient elves. Suddenly, he spread his five fingers, and five fist-sized orbs of light, flashing with dazzling lightning, leaped from his palms.

These five bolts of lightning not only exuded a terrifying aura of destruction, but more strangely, they seemed to be alive, nimbly weaving and leaping between Ying Shaoyang's fingers, sometimes separating and sometimes reuniting, displaying a bizarre characteristic of destruction and agility coexisting.

Just then, a strange change occurred in the sky.

Without warning, rays of light pierced through the clouds, accompanied by the melodious calls of phoenixes and a rich, exotic fragrance. A large procession, riding auspicious clouds and various flying magical artifacts, descended from the sky like immortals, slowly landing on the open grassland in front of the buildings depicted in the painting.

This team was surprisingly composed of hundreds of women!

As soon as these women appeared, their gazes swept over the flower fairies frolicking in the forest, and almost all of them revealed an undisguised look of disdain and contempt. It was as if, in their eyes, these flower fairies, whose spirituality was just beginning to awaken, were nothing more than unworthy mountain spirits, completely out of place with their status.

However, when their gazes all focused on the figure in the corner who was cultivating and surrounded by spiritual supernatural powers, all their contempt and disdain instantly vanished, replaced by a mixture of curiosity, scrutiny, and even a hint of fiery focus.

This team boasts an impressive lineup. The leaders are not a single person, but several women with profound auras, mature yet still charming appearances, and sharp eyes. Judging from their demeanor, they are clearly elders of high rank and authority within the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

Standing at the very front, at the core of the entire group, was a woman of unparalleled beauty and captivating charm.

She wore a flowing, cloud-like palace dress, her face flawless, possessing both the purity of a young girl and the allure of a mature woman, as well as the grace and majesty of someone who had long held a high position.

She simply stood there quietly, yet she seemed to gather all the beauty and brilliance of heaven and earth, making all the women around her, including the elders, pale in comparison.

The moment Cai Feng and Qing Feng saw the woman, their pupils constricted sharply, and their expressions became extremely solemn. The woman's appearance was almost identical to that of the Qingqiu Fox Clan Chief they had only glimpsed briefly during a major clan ceremony!
Ying Shaoyang slowly dissipated the lightning swirling at his fingertips, opened his eyes, and calmly turned his gaze to the unexpected Qingqiu team.

Even with his extensive knowledge and refined character, he couldn't help but feel a sense of shock upon seeing the lineup before him.

Hundreds of women!
Each one of them possessed stunning beauty and a unique charm, some aloof, some alluring, some charming, some naive, some dignified... encompassing almost all the world's ideals of womanhood.

Their looks and demeanor far surpassed those of the imperial concubine and the palace maids beside him, and even outshone his carefully trained personal maids such as Qingfeng and Caifeng!

That's not even the most amazing part.

Ying Shaoyang's keen senses detected that among these hundreds of beautiful women, several had a deep and solid spiritual aura, like a deep abyss, and their strength even faintly surpassed that of the Maoshan Sect leader he had dealt with before!

With such cultivation, one would be a sect elder or a pillar of a clan in any sect!

At this moment, they were mixed in with this so-called "maid" team!
Especially at the very front of the procession, those elders, and that elegant woman who looked just like the clan leader... The Qingqiu Fox Clan actually sent these people, who should be absolute treasures of the clan and perhaps even the highest authority, as "maids"?

This is completely beyond common sense and beyond the scope of "offering maids to make good connections"!

Ying Shaoyang's eyes narrowed slightly, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. The slight appreciation he had felt because of the opponent's amazing lineup was immediately replaced by strong vigilance and doubt.

Why would the Qingqiu fox clan spare no expense and send out their entire force? What is their true intention?
Just as his mind raced, Cai Feng and Qing Feng, who were standing not far behind him, seemed to sense some invisible danger approaching. The two of them quietly moved backward and retreated to the shadows behind a huge pillar, trying their best to hide their presence.

Out of the corner of their eyes, they stared intently at the stunningly beautiful woman at the core of the group, their faces so solemn they seemed to be dripping with tears.

Just as alarm bells were ringing in Ying Shaoyang's mind and Cai Feng and Qing Feng quietly disappeared into the shadows, a sudden change occurred!

Suddenly, the ancient scroll that had been suspended in mid-air and slowly rotating burst forth with a brilliant light! It was not an ordinary light, but a radiant glow that shot into the sky, illuminating the mountain forest covered by the scroll with dazzling colors, as if a fairyland had descended.

Even more breathtaking is that, accompanied by the glow of the sunset, countless rays of light burst forth from the depths of the painting!

Thousands of magical treasures of various shapes and astonishing spiritual pressure, tens of thousands of magical artifacts gleaming with precious light, and dozens of exceptionally dazzling immortal artifacts radiating heart-palpitating fluctuations, all floated out simultaneously, densely packed, like a brilliant galaxy formed by countless treasures, stretching across the sky.

Various divine lights intertwined, and spiritual energy surged, causing this independent space within the scroll to tremble slightly, as bright as day.

This sudden torrent of precious light instantly attracted everyone's attention. Even the fox maidens of Qingqiu, who had previously looked down on the flower demon, showed surprise, their beautiful eyes sparkling with wonder.

Despite the horrifying scene, Ying Shaoyang remained unusually calm.

With a slight thought, the dozens of most powerful immortal artifacts transformed into dozens of streams of light, which he directly absorbed into a seemingly simple storage ring on his right wrist.

Although the immortal artifacts were good, he knew very well that with his current strength in this world, without the remote support of the power of the Great Qin world, rashly activating any immortal artifact would be enough to drain most of his spiritual power in an instant, causing him to be weak for several months. He should not use them lightly unless absolutely necessary.

Immediately afterwards, his divine sense swept across the thousands of magical treasures like an invisible net.

Those whose aura and function were compatible with his were directly summoned from a distance, and he formed hand seals to cast out various refining runes.

The magical artifacts, like swallows returning to their nests, quickly blended into his clothes and accessories.

His once simple clothes were instantly adorned with flowing spiritual light. Complex and mysterious Dao patterns appeared on his sleeves, hem, and even hairband, subtly forming an integrated offensive and defensive formation that protected him in the center, adding to his mystique and majesty. As for the vast number of magical artifacts and the rare refining materials mixed in with them, which clearly possessed stellar attributes, Ying Shaoyang didn't even glance at them. With a flick of his sleeve, he tossed them all towards the faintly visible phantom of the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Formation at his feet, as if sweeping away trash.

"Om-!"

The massive influx of stellar artifacts and materials into the grand formation was like oil being poured into a raging fire, instantly triggering a violent reaction within the formation.

On the ground, countless star runes suddenly lit up, flickering and consuming the "nutrients" frantically. From the depths of the clouds above the formation, ancient sacrificial chants could even be faintly heard, and a blurry yet majestic phantom of a star god flashed by, emanating an aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

This scene caused the hundreds of Qingqiu fox maidens present, including the elders and the stunningly beautiful woman at the head, to have even deeper gazes.

Just then, the leading woman, with unparalleled beauty and captivating charm, gently lifted her jade-like foot and took a graceful step forward.

Every step she took seemed to tread on the very tip of one's heart, carrying a natural, alluring rhythm. Before her lips even parted, a soft, penetrating voice, seemingly capable of stirring the most primal desires in one's heart, clung to her, carrying a myriad of charms.

"Brother Dao's divine might has earned our utmost respect. We, the people of Qingqiu, are willing to entrust our entire clan to you. From now on, there will be no more Qingqiu fox clan in the mortal realm, only your servants."

I only ask... when you, my fellow Daoist, pierce through the void and ascend to the Immortal Realm, do not forget the merits of our loyal service..."

The voice was alluring, yet it carried a pitiful humility and longing. An ordinary cultivator who heard it would probably feel half of his bones melt, wishing he could immediately embrace this stunning beauty and make countless promises to her.

However, Ying Shaoyang's pupils contracted slightly.

It wasn't because of the woman's allure, but because the moment her voice rang out, his extremely keen senses detected a very subtle fluctuation.

Behind these seemingly beautiful and harmless fox-woman clansmen, several blurry figures were faintly emerging in the depths of the void where light and shadow intertwined!
Those were the phantom images of several elderly men with white hair, ancient faces, and deep, unfathomable eyes! Their auras were extremely restrained; if Ying Shaoyang hadn't possessed a special divine sense, he would have been almost unable to detect them.

One of the most solid and ancient auras was perfectly matched with the aura of the Qingqiu Fox Clan Chief that he had sensed in Qingfeng and Caifeng's memories!
"really……"

Ying Shaoyang sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm, seemingly completely immersed in the alluring voice of the stunning woman.

He continued what he was doing, seemingly casually but actually precisely collecting the dozens of immortal artifacts and the massive amount of magical treasures and materials one by one.

As his fingertips brushed over several celestial artifacts, he deliberately let a few strands of pure starlight escape, like playful specks of light, splashing onto the hair and clothes of the nearest fox-girl maids.

The fox girls were initially startled, but then they sensed the pure stellar power and an indescribable aura of creation contained within the starlight. Their eyes flashed with undisguised amazement and deep longing, and they subconsciously reached out to touch the fleeting starlight.

Ying Shaoyang took it all in and understood. Motivated by profit and alluring by beauty, the Qingqiu Fox Clan had no small ambition.

That night, the valley was shrouded in a thick darkness, but the palace complex depicted in the painting was brightly lit.

Ying Shaoyang had become the center of this gentle paradise. Beautiful and graceful fox spirits would constantly appear, using various seductive powers, whether openly or secretly, their eyes sparkling and their words suggestive, trying to approach him and lead him into a place that had been carefully prepared.

Ying Shaoyang accepted all comers without hesitation, a faint smile always playing on his lips. He followed the most daring and alluring fox girl into the magnificent tent, which had a glass roof, a floor engraved with a mysterious seven-star formation, and emitted a mesmerizing glow.

Outside the tent, some fox-girl maids who were waiting looked towards the direction of the glass curtain in the rear hall, and couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle, exchanging ambiguous glances in low voices.

Inside the tent, soon came breaths and moans that made one blush, and the surging steam of lovemaking rose up, mixed with a strange fragrance, so strong that even the clouds in the sky rippled with pink, which lingered for a long time.

These days of revelry and extravagance continued until the group arrived at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, at the foot of Shangqing Palace.

When the majestic, continuous Taoist temples shrouded in light mist came into view at the edge of the horizon, the hundreds of charming and alluring fox spirits surrounding Ying Shaoyang seemed to instantly transform into different people.

All their alluring and seductive charm vanished in an instant. Each of them lowered their eyes and looked demure and solemn. Their steps became light and proper, like the most well-trained ladies of noble families. They followed Ying Shaoyang silently up the ancient blue stone steps leading to the Shangqing Palace on the mountaintop.

The crowd was quiet, a stark contrast to the previous extravagance and noise.

However, just as Ying Shaoyang and his group arrived at the magnificent gate of Shangqing Palace, something unexpected happened.

The heavy gates of Shangqing Palace, usually tightly closed, were now wide open. Led by an old Taoist priest in a purple-gold robe and a hibiscus crown, with a lean face, gentle and jade-like eyes, and an unfathomable aura, dozens of other old Taoist priests, also dressed in high-ranking robes, with white hair and beards and profound auras, personally came out to greet them!
This kind of reception is clearly the highest level of hospitality at Shangqing Palace!

Those ordinary Shangqing Palace disciples who were originally sweeping, patrolling, or preparing to go out for training had never seen their sect leader and so many elders who had been in seclusion for years come out to greet one person at the same time. They were all so shocked that their eyes widened and they stood there dumbfounded.

Then, they witnessed an even more mind-blowing scene—hundreds of stunningly beautiful and alluring women, each with their own unique charm, surrounded a young man of extraordinary bearing, who calmly walked through the open mountain gate and stood before the sect leader.

What made the disciples even more incredulous was that the sect leader and the dozens of highly skilled old Taoist priests behind him completely ignored the hundreds of stunningly beautiful fox women who could make any man lose his mind. Instead, their gazes were all fixed intently on the seemingly ordinary jade pendant hanging at the young man's waist!

The jade pendant was emitting a faint, yet distinct, resonance—a unique humming sound—that all those with high cultivation levels present could clearly sense.

Even some of the oldest-looking Taoist priests standing at the back of the group secretly glanced at the swords and magical artifacts worn by Ying Shaoyang's personal maids behind him—swords and artifacts that Ying Shaoyang had casually bestowed upon them and which had undergone simple refinement. Their cloudy old eyes uncontrollably flashed with undisguised envy and longing! It was as if those magical artifacts, which Ying Shaoyang considered merely "acceptable," were already priceless treasures to them. (End of Chapter)